So the black walls had been a mistake. It was dark and depressing and Gwen didn't want to get a bunch of black lights and feel like she was living in a rave. That meant that after class she went and got some more paint, a more muted gray that she could dress up however she wanted, and started painting the walls again.
The next lesson she was learning was that when covering up black paint, you were gonna need primer. She only found that out when she googled it to find out why it wasn't working, and then there'd been another trip to the store and waiting for the paint she'd already used to dry before starting over with the primer and ugh. She wanted to get this done before Parents Weekend but right now it felt like she'd finish right around a quarter after never.
Anyone who didn't want to be dragged into helping should probably avoid this hall. So should anyone who didn't mind her begging to let her sleep in their room tonight because of paint fumes.
[Open, why not!]
The next lesson she was learning was that when covering up black paint, you were gonna need primer. She only found that out when she googled it to find out why it wasn't working, and then there'd been another trip to the store and waiting for the paint she'd already used to dry before starting over with the primer and ugh. She wanted to get this done before Parents Weekend but right now it felt like she'd finish right around a quarter after never.
Anyone who didn't want to be dragged into helping should probably avoid this hall. So should anyone who didn't mind her begging to let her sleep in their room tonight because of paint fumes.
[Open, why not!]